I remember the first time we met. It was at the smaller stadium for the team we both support, I had a lot on my mind that day. Meeting two guys to sell my spare tickets to and meeting you so I could buy your general admission ticket for the next game at the bigger stadium. Sounds silly but it was true. You walked up to me and I promptly handed you one of the spare tickets saying how much it was, you corrected me and handed me your GA ticket and I passed you the cash. Both of us started laughing at my mix up, you slightly teasing me about being a one woman ticket agent. I admit it. I thought you were cute and told you where I would be in the stadium, I mean if you wanted to hang out but you don’t have to. Your smile caught my attention. It’s not often I make a complete dork of myself in front of someone new and just start laughing. Odd, how comfortable I am around you. The middle of July, it was a nice perk to meet you that day, as if the sunshine, the win, and good friends wasn’t good enough. I finally put a face to a name. After all who apologizes for not hanging out at a game? Silly boy you didn’t need to apologize, you did though it may have made me smile. Cute guys with manners are a rare find.
I remember keeping an eye out for you for a while after that but figured you made a much bigger impression on me then I did on you. I was also in love with someone else at the time but I’m not any more. I finally feel like I have my head on my shoulders, I remember who I am again. Goodness, I missed me.
Our team made it to the post season. Three friends and I got together last minute and decided to do the drive down and back in 48 hours, 26 of which was spent in the car (13 hour drive each way). We rolled into town around 2 A.M. I was lying in bed down stairs at our host’s home. Being the only girl on the trip meant I got the only REAL bed. However two of the boys were in the next room and discussing politics I was having trouble sleeping as it is, so I started playing with twitter and over direct messages we started chatting. How silly I felt texting you while I was laying there strange but comforting. You made me smile and probably had no idea. I was surprised to actually see you were excited to see me again. I like your face so I wasn’t complaining about possibly seeing you again but was surprised you had any interest in seeing me. What did I do to catch your attention?
My friends and I get to the bar on game day, I don’t see you even though yes I was looking but there were a lot of folks I was supposed to being saying hi to that day. One of the guys in my group and I had ordered a pitcher of beer with only about seven minutes to drink it needless to say we rushed. My group finished our beers and headed to the max station (light rail commuter train) getting there early we wandered across the street to a mini mart grabbing mini bottles of orange juice to drink part of and refill with vodka once we get back to the car. I watched everyone walk around the corner to the max station, snapping a few pictures here and there. I turned my back to the rail line to chat with the others I was with as we waited. All of a sudden a semi familiar face pops up and I just remember staring at you blankly for a second until you smiled. Chatting, I don’t even remember what about. I do recall that I apologized I didn’t recognize you at first. I may or may not have blushed a little. There it is again, you’re always smiling around me, why? I’m not the type of girl guys smile at. That’s when you told me that you’d seen me in the bar but wasn’t sure if it was me, that you had to do a double take. Me? I made you pull a double take? But.. but.. I don’t have any make up on and my hair was brushed and pulled back let’s face it, it was getting grosser by the minute. You had to take a double take of that? Granted since I last saw you almost 5 months ago I’ve dropped another pant size or was it two more? I don’t remember. We laughed and you reached out to touch my side, I didn’t pull back. I very much wanted to take a step closer. But you got your hand caught in the rucksack I had on, then it was your turn to blush. I turned away for a second and then when I looked back you were gone.
The max line came. I hopped into the first car along with my group and about a dozen or so other fans of our team. Sitting in the very front with a guy from my group we talked the twenty minute ride away. I thought I was looking at you, when I sent you a text referring to it being ok if you smile. This must have made you laugh and your response of “that is so not ultra”. Wait.. You’re an ultra? Shit. I don’t want to be seen as one of those girls, who only want to be around you because you hold some kind of power in this group. I just really like your smile. I’m curious to know if the smile matches the rest of the man. I don’t want to come off as trying to get down your pants because of the power you hold. I’ve seen it one too many times, a girl hooking up with a guy just because he’s powerful. I also want to make my own name in this group, I wouldn’t mind be connected with you but I need people to see me for me. I’m finally getting recognized by some of the heads of the group, they see me all the time and they’re starting to recognize my face. I love what they’ve given me and all I want is to help give back that feeling to other members. Among all the other people in our section I found my eyes kept going to you, you caught me once and we both just smiled. This is saying something since my ex was also in my line of sight whenever I looked at you. The game itself sucked, even more so because we still had a 13 hour drive home.
That was Saturday. Our boys played again on Wednesday. I think around Monday I sent you a text asking if it’s ok if I sit with you in GA for the game on Wednesday. My friends ditched me last minute and I was selling my spare tickets. Sure enough my uncle and another guy from the original trip on Saturday came with me. You told me roughly where you sat, so I went in that general direction and found some spots for me and my two boys. I didn’t see you walk in. All of a sudden I heard a familiar voice call my name turning. I see you. I admit it, you made my face light up with a smile. My uncle who was standing to my right shot you this look of who are you and why are you talking to Ell? We both just look and smile. Goodness you’re cute. How did you know it was me? I had my rain coat on covering me from head to well just below my ass, yet you still knew. Hmm… I turn back towards the field. A few minutes later I feel my rucksack move. As if someone just slipped a finger under one of the straps and lightly pulled it towards him. I couldn’t help but turn and smile at you. You’re doing a very good job at getting my attention. You’ve also managed to draw the attention of all the females around you to me. I finally understand what my friends meant by the dirty sideways looks girls toss at each other when they all want a certain guy’s attention.
I listened to you chant and listened to you cheer. I watched as others in the area went to you for information. I remember turning my head to look back at you and steal an occasional glance, I can’t argue with a guy that dresses that nice for games. I watched as a girl next to you went to climb over the seat to stand next to me, she slipped and we both were at her side making sure she was ok. Then glancing at each other and smiling. By the time half rolls around we started to chat about Saturday and my rant about gimmicks and corporate tifo put a smile on your face. Giggles and agreement. I wish I was braver, I would have loved to touch your face however any closer and we would have been nose to nose as it is.
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